Scotland x Reader ~Drunken Personality~~Drunken Personality~
Allistor was mumbling something about how the stars tonight looked particularly lovely in the sky.
“They’re spinning,” he muttered as he lazily extended his arm to the front of the windshield. “Look, _____________, they’re making blurry shapes. Why is everything blurry?”
“That’s because you’re drunk, shithead,” you growled as you continued to keep your eyes on the road. This was the first time you had actually driven Allistor home. In the past, his friends or brothers would have driven him, but tonight had been a Kirkland family reunion. The other Kirklands had stayed to chat, but Allistor had work tomorrow. Seeing as how the two of you lived close to one another and knew each other fairly well, it only made sense that you would be his chauffer for the night.
“Goddammit, Allistor, if you knew you were going to work tomorrow, why the hell did you drink so much?” you asked regardless of whether
Scotland x Shy reader - Playing gamesYour eyes went wide, body freezing where it was. ‘They have to be kidding me!’Scotland x Shy reader - Playing games2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
_____ was reasonably new to the school and usually hung out with Arthur Kirkland, Mathew Williams and Alfred Jones. For someone so new and quiet she was very popular, just not in the way you would expect. Everyone loved the kind, cheerful girl and would often go to chat with her, or sit with her when they had nowhere to go or felt a bit lonely, knowing that she was warm and welcoming.
But that didn’t make her any less shy than she was. In fact the first time she met Arthur, the class grades student council rep she didn’t say a word for the first two hours!
This brings us back to now.
“Students you will be paired up with a senior for the next week for your assignment, you are to learn about them and join with them in their weekly activities starting today. Both the seniors and you will be giving in a report at the beginning of next week so I expect you to do your best and work co
ScotlandxReader Drunken FoolScotlandxReaderScotlandxReader Drunken Fool2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You winced as the door slammed. Looking up from your book, you could see that you weren't the only one who was disturbed. Seamus, Arthur and Dylan are all looking over the tops of their books, frowning.
Allistor, the eldest of the Kirkland brothers, stumbled into the living room. His cheeks were bright red, a dopey grin on his face. You glanced at Arthur. His large eyebrows had taken a skydive down to hover over his glaring green eyes. (The guy had gigantic eyebrows. As his best friend you were allowed to make fun of them.)
"Lassie!! Jis' tha girl Ah want'd ta see!!" He staggered slightly and you could tell that he was more than just a little drunk. Arthur stood, moving towards his brother.
"Go to bed Allistor, you're drunk."
The redhead waves his brother off, scoffing. "Ah'm nae drunk."
He turns back to you, green eyes sparkling. You watched warily. Allistor was unpredictable when he was drunk. One minute a crying l
At the Bar (Scotland x Reader)(Scotland x Reader)At the Bar (Scotland x Reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You arrived at your place of employment with a slight grimace. The bar was already stocked with men and women of varying appearances, but they all shared one similarity.
They were all drunk.
With a slight huff, you began wiping down the bar and cleaning up the enormous amount of extraneous empty glasses. The strong bitter stench of alcohol was almost intolerable as a few customers passed by you. It wasn't long before you had to refuse to serve a couple of them.
Another bar tender arrived with an apologetic smile before she dove right into cleaning and serving. The crowd began to grow loud and a bit rambunctious. They were singing a few drinking songs off key and not quite in sync. The bar tender and you giggled as some men tried to dance with each other resulting in them falling over and laughing themselves.
Everyone was enjoying themselves until a glass shattered against the hard, dark stained wooden floor and a man fell after it. The noise was unhindered until the
Drunken sweetness (ScotlandXReader)A bang. The front door had been thrown open, banging against its hinges as someone else banged in. “(Y/n)!! I’m hoooome~” Not again.Drunken sweetness (ScotlandXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Allistor grinned lazily, opening his arms for you as he stumbled inside. Why did you even wait up for him anymore? You should’ve known he’d come home drunk like always. With a couple more drunken slurs of what you guessed was your name, he fell to his knees in front of you.
You shook your head at him and sighed, putting down the magazine you’d engrossed yourself in. Stroking his cheek, to which he nuzzled his face in your hands. “I’m back hooome~” He murmured, pressing kisses on your palms.
“W-why’re ya still awake..?” He questioned, resting his chin on your folded up legs. “I was waiting for you stupid.” Why did you still wait up for him like this? Oh yes, it was because you were head over heels for the redheaded Scot and his affection, which tended to be more prominent
The Incident (ScotlandXReader)Sitting on a bar stool, nursing the best scotch the pub had to offer, Allistor Kirkland didn’t have too much to complain about. He had a drink, a cigar, and all the time in the world. Not literally, of course (the paperwork had to be done at some point), but it was nice to pretend. Now all he needed was a fight.The Incident (ScotlandXReader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
One particularly drunken man was causing a ruckus across the bar, shouting for more drinks in a voice so slurred, words could barely be recognized. Allistor growled in annoyance, his grip tightening on the bottle in his hand, teeth grinding against the cigar perched on his lips. It looked like he had his target, and perfect timing, too.
The bartender noticed the look in his eye. “Oh no ye don’t, Allistor. Not tonight. Ye nearly destroyed the place last time,” the older man cautioned, but the red head couldn’t hear through the anger burning in the back of his skull.
“He deserved it, though,” Allistor growled, emerald eyes watching the lo
Playing Hard To Get [Scotland x Tsundere!Reader]Playing Hard To Get [Scotland x Tsundere!Reader]2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You were different.
It was something he noticed a long time ago, that sparked his immediate interest and caused his mind to recently always wander…to you. He wondered why that was so. Was it because you didn’t follow the usual patterns of the girls in this school and fawn over him every day, hour, and minute? Probably.
The object of his thoughts was currently sitting a few desks away, perched near a window. The sun caught her [HairColor] locks and set a glowing sheen over them, as if she acquired a halo. She certainly was similar to an angel- perhaps not in personality since she spat out the foulest of insults sometimes when he chatted her up.
To the unknowing passerby, you seemed like a quiet girl. With [EyeColor] orbs that shined like jewels when he stared into them and [HairLength] [HairColor] hair that cascaded like a waterfall down your back. But after a few attempts on asking this specific girl out on a date, the quick and cold “No” caught
Nap Time Scotland X ReaderA/N This is Scotland x Reader and, as such, has some cursing and a little violence in it.Nap Time Scotland X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Eejit! Move yer feet!” You yelled at the Scotsman, who sat on the couch, a cigar sitting between his fingers. He groaned and lifted his legs two inches from the ground. You sighed and pushed the vacuum beneath his feet, knocking them. You turned around, muttering to yourself.
“You’d never find London doing the housework. No, she’s too important, England does it all instead. Yet Scotland won’t even get up of his arse and do the dishes from time to time.”
“What was tha’ lass?” You jumped; you hadn’t noticed that Scotland had sneaked up behind you. Think fast, Edinburgh, think fast
“I was just muttering about what I need to do at the next Capital meeting.” Scotland stared into your (e/c) eyes, and you silently begged that he would buy it. He shrugged, letting it go, and walked through to the kitchen. His cigar sat
Scotland x ReaderRequested by DarknessOnMyEyesScotland x Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Warning for some language.
Ding-dong! ……………. Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong!
Tapping your foot impatiently, you were about to punch the doorbell a few more times when the door was finally wrenched open. “Bloody hell, _____! Calm down, you only had to ring once-” “Sorry ‘bout that, Arthur, but I’m in a rush,” you pushed past him, shoving a bag of freshly made scones into his arms and depositing your coat on the couch. “Now where is Allistor? He hasn’t been returning my calls, texts, emails, anything! No response! We were supposed to meet up in town a few days ago but no, he had to leave me hanging and now-!” “What are these for?”
England was staring in surprise at the scones. Great, he hadn’t even been listening to you. Facepalm. “Those were my early apology
ScotlandxReaderAllistor sat in the chair constantly shifting and moving. He couldn’t sit still; he stood up and paced back and forth. He scratched his head which he only did when he was distressed. He sat back down and shook his leg; he buried his face into his hands and tried to calm his breathing down. He leaned back in his chair and groaned.ScotlandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Will you stop fidgeting, I know you are distressed but please calm down,” his younger brother Arthur coaxed. Allistor was the second born of the family after their brother Oliver, and then it was Allistor, then Ian, then Arthur. They almost never got along and constantly bullied each other over almost anything. Practically tortured each other but they were all in one place for one reason.
“I cannot help it, this is all my fault, you know. I should’ve driven her home myself,” Allistor said feeling like a complete blundering idiot.
“You can’t blame yourself for this brother, you can’t control everything,
Smoke (ScotlandXReader)Deep, deep into the furthest recesses of your sleep, a familiar scent wafted over you. It wasn’t the pleasant cookie-scent your mother used to wake you up with, nor the papery smell of the Sunday newsletter your father used to concentrate on in the mornings. It was a homely, wonderful smell which instantly made you swell with warmth and content.Smoke (ScotlandXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The mixture contained a blend of something sickly sweet, like the sugar candies you used to chew on until your jaw was sore, as well as a hot, musky type of smell. All of that mixed with the smell of used linen sheets and the heady smell of sweat, strangely you could also detect a breath of frosty air. Drowsily, your tired eyes fluttered open – determined to name that particular scent that had lured you from your dreams.
Still sleepy, you focused on the bed sheets you were facing, reaching up mutely to stroke the spot where a freckled chest would have normally been. It took a moment for your brain to comprehend who was missing from
Some Not So Good Decisions [Scotland x Reader]Some Not So Good Decisions [Scotland x Reader]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Date night?” you cooed, wrapping your arms around Alistair’s neck as you entered the kitchen. “We’ll go out, and I’ll wear that sexy little dress you love so much, and I’ll get to see you burn with jealousy at all the guys vying for my attention.”
He chuckled, kissing your lips sweetly. “No’ tonigh’, dear. We’re goin’ over ta Alfred’s house, mind? For his…football party, or whatever.”
“Superbowl…? You know that’s American football, right?”
“Aye, but it’s still a party. There’ll be free food and free booze. Ah think that’s enough fer me,” he said. “You don’ have tae go if ya don’ wan’.”
Your lips puckered in thought. “Well, I suppose I do have to. Someone’s gotta drive your drunk butt home later. Why did Al invite you, anyway?”
“Ere ya kiddin’? Man’s got a serious accent
ScotlandXReader ::Kid::"Hey, kid."ScotlandXReader ::Kid::2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your lips pouted as you crossed your hands over your chest. You turned around to face the Scottish many with an irritated look. "I thought I told you not to call me that anymore?" You huffed as you walked over to him, poking his forehead with your index finger. "Did you even listen to me? I'm not a little kid anymore!" You pouted.
"Ye still are to me." The red head man shrugged.
"Yeah, ok grandpa..." You mumbled back at him.
"Oi! I'm not that old." He glared. His emerald eyes flickering with annoyance. You laughed casually and waved at him.
"You're going to be 30 in like, 2 years Allistor... and you still have no girlfriend." You plainly laid out. His thick eyebrows, a family trait, twitched in anger.
"At least I had sex before. 21 years old, haven't even got ye's cherry popped." He crossed his arms. You glared at him though your (e/c) eyes. "Yea, I went there." You turned away, trying to go back to work. You were a waitress at a small Italian ca
ScotlandxReader ~ Early DrizzleScotlandxReader ~ Early Drizzle2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You woke up to the sound of small droplets of water hitting the window glass. The sun had still not risen but a few storm clouds had decided to drop by for a visit today. The outdoor trees gently swayed back and forth with the strength of the winds and their branches did the same, as if saying hello to whoever was walking outside. Which was nobody. Nobody was outside, but that didn't surprise you since it was still early.
Stretching your arms as far away as possible, you let out a little squeak when you felt a pair of hands wrap around your small waist. But it was none other than your longtime boyfriend, Allistor. He, on the other hand, was still in dreamland. Probably the dreamland of beer and cigars.
I wouldn't be surprised if he was truly dreaming about that right now.
You chuckled to yourself and unwrapped his arms from around your waist so you could gently place them on top of his torso that arose every couple of seconds due to his steady breathing. His red hair, which was
Scotland x Reader - The KirklandsSighing, you walked around the park looking for a certain Brit. He'd ran in this direction a few minutes ago. Luckily it was lunch and your school had an open campus, no one would notice as long as you made it back to class in time. You knew the Arthur was very studious and that he wouldn't wander too far from the school.Scotland x Reader - The Kirklands3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Punching a certain Scottish boyfriend of yours sounded like a really good idea right know. As much as you loved Allistor, he was way to harsh on his younger brother some times. Since you started dating the Scotsman, you tried to intervene on Arthur's behalf, but this time Allister was teasing his brother when you weren't there. Not even knowing what happened, you instantly followed Arthur, he was like a brother to you.
"(Name)?" a sniffing accent broke your angry mental rant. Turning, you spotted Arthur sitting on a bench wiping up his tears. Smiling softly, you sat next to him and pulled out the handkerchief he dropped earlier and handed it to him.
"Hey, buddy," You
Scotland X Reader- Friends Don'tDisclaimer: I own neither Hetalia nor you One day that'll change One dayScotland X Reader- Friends Don't3 years ago in Romance More Like This
When someone phones your house at two in the morning, that someone won't be telling you something you like.
You knew this to be a fact Which was why you contemplated letting the call go to the answering machine. You had been in the middle of a nice, restful slumber when that damn shrill ringing woke you. Even if you did pick up the call, you would sound far too grouchy to make any civil conversation.
Don't answer you repeated in your head, like a mantra. Don't answer. Don't answer. Don't answer.
But, when your imagination led you to think up horrible scenarios that would warrant a pre-sunrise phone call, you found yourself answering the phone.
"Hello?" you said groggily.
"____?" a gruff voice you knew all too well responded from the other end of the line.
"Yeah, Boss?" you replied slowly to your employer.
"I've got a riddle for ye. I got a bloomin' idiot in my pu
Scotland x Reader: Drunken MisunderstandingsAllistor KirklandScotland x Reader: Drunken Misunderstandings2 years ago in Romance More Like This
(Language and stuff - you're drunk and angry so there's a fair bit of swearing.)
Lively chatter and playful banter filled the little pub. Everywhere you looked there were groups of people laughing, but not the one person you were searching for. He should have been difficult to miss; a tall and well-built man with a head of fiery orange wasn’t exactly inconspicuous, especially when he was drunk. Finally you resigned yourself to the fact that Allistor hadn’t turned up. Ordering another drink with a short nod to the bartender, you sighed and muttered to yourself.
“Happy birthday __________.” With a half-hearted smile, you downed the alcoholic beverage in one.
It took a moment for the clock to come into focus, but you soon realised that you’d been alone at the bar for a little over two hours. That wasn’t to say that it hadn’t been your choice to remain alone. There had been a couple of offers, you recalled, from some de
Scotland x Maid readerScotland x Maid reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
As you walk up to the front step of the huge house your only thoughts were ones of stress. Today was your first day as being the Kirkland's maid/ governess. Once you were hired you soon found out that the Kirkland family was pretty broken. The parents are never around to raise their children because they work all the time and on top of all that there are all of the divorces and remarriages that this family has gone through. You true felt bad for this dis functional family.
You ring the doorbell twice and wait at the door with your luggage. To your surprise you were greeted by what looks like a 7 year old boy. He had messy blonde hair, bushy eyebrows and was wearing a dark green cloak. You kneel down to his height.
“Hi there, my name is ____. Who are you?” you question with a friendly smile and a sweet voice. You stretch out your hand to make this greeting more formal.
“Hi, I'm Arthur.” the boy replied with a giggle while shaking your hand. He eyed your bags with
Scotland x Reader: Midnight Wish (Request)“Geez!” You said as you were shoved aside on the busy sidewalk. You were on your way to meet your friend, Allistor, at a bar where he liked to spend his free time. You opened the doors and scanned the tables of the bar seeing no sign of Allistor. You took a seat at a small table to wait as a waitress walked up to you.Scotland x Reader: Midnight Wish (Request)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“What will you have?” She asked talking out her pen and paper.
“Water is fine.” You told her as she nodded and walked off. You looked down at your phone to see what time it was when you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders.
“What’s a pretty thing like you sitting alone?” you heard a deep voice. You looked up to see a man looking down at you as you your shook your head.
“I’m waiting for a friend.” You told him as he got closer to you tightening his grip on one of your shoulders.
“Aw the poor lass got stood up.” His face was now closer to yours as he used both his hands to pin your wrists
ScotlandxReaderScotlandxReaderScotlandxReader2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You had always had crappy luck when it came to betting and contests. And yet when ever the chance arouse, you seemed to feel the need to place a bet. However this time would be the last time you ever took a bet. At least against Allistor Kirkland.
You glared at the redheaded man as he smirked at you. One of his hands was in his jeans pocket and the other was holding a clothing hanger. On the said hanger was a maid costume.
The type of maid costume people might wear to Halloween parties.
"I really hate you right now."
His smirk grew, showing his pearly white teeth. You snatched the dress away from him and glared.
"I don't even see how I lost." You snapped, stomping towards the nearest bathroom. Allistor laughed, both hands in his pockets now.
"Told ye he would topple."
You had stupidly agreed to bet against the Scottish man man while watching his younger brother, Seamus attempt to win a drinking match. Allistor had bet on the o
Surprises ScotlandxReader You coughed as the smoke from another one of Allistor's cigarettes filled the air. Waving your hand in front of your face and wrinkling your nose you looked at the Scotsman with a hint of distaste. “Do you really have to smoke that thing?” you managed to get out before coughing again.Surprises ScotlandxReader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Allistor smirked at you, the corner of his lip curving up in a way he probably thought was attractive. “You get used to the smell,” he chuckled, taking another puff off of it before holding it out to your, one of his fiery eyebrows raising up in a smug, silent question. “You should try it, lass,” he didn’t move from his spot on the barstool.
You sighed, rolling your eyes before plucking the half-smoked cigarette out of his grasp, examining it for a moment, watching as the lit tip slowly began to consume the roll of tobacco and nicotine before leaning forward and extinguishing it in your friend’s scotch.
Cheating-Scotland x Reader (Request)You sighed. You were sprawled out on your bed, your puffy red rimmed (e/c) eyes locked on the ceiling. Your boyfriend, Alistor, had been gone for awhile, and you suspected he was…cheating.Cheating-Scotland x Reader (Request)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It only made sense. He would start taking calls out side, he would be gone for most of the day, and he always smelled like sweat and metal.
Sighing again, you turned around and laid on your side, your cat curling up into your chest. Burring your face into (his/her) (color) fur, you begin to let the tears fall from your eyes. Crying into your cats fur calmed you somehow and you fell asleep.
You were woken up by the bed shifting under pressure. Then you felt arms wrap around your waist. Yu that realized Alistor had come home and climbed in bed with you. Over whelmed you sat up and pushed his arms away. Standing, you walked over to the door and walked out into the hall.
Hearing foot steps follow you, you went to the kitchen for water. At the sink you let your tears fall again but hid
ScotlandxReader~Kilt FactsThe moment the screen went black, you nearly screamed. Curse this bloody storm! Because of it, the paper you'd written about 'Scottish men and their kilts' was now completely gone.ScotlandxReader~Kilt Facts3 years ago in Humor More Like This
'Dammit!' You thought, wishing to tear out your hair. 'I knew I should have saved it!'
Thinking quickly, you called up the only country you knew would have the proper information about such a thing. Scotland.
Luckily, the phone lines weren't dead yet, so as the line on the other end began to ring, you sighed with relief. This paper was due monday, and you'd been so busy having fun with other countries and your friends, you totally forgot. So now it was saturday night, and you were expected to attend a party at America's tomorrow so you didn't want to be stuck at home.
"Ello' who's this?" the scottish voice on the other end boomed.
"Hey Alistair." you smiled hearing his deep voice. "Could I nab some information from you?"
"What kind of infrmation lassie?" he asked, seemingly sounding delighted. That
Scotland x Reader: CrackersScotland x Reader: CrackersScotland x Reader: Crackers3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The girl grabbed a thin cracker, taking a small bite out of it.
Today while she was at the supermarket, (Name) somehow ended up buying some crackers, along with her purchase. She had nothing else to snack on at home, and crackers seemed be healthy, right? Too much junk food wouldn’t be good for her, so (Name) decided to switch things up for a little and decided to go along with crackers.
Oh boy, did she make a bad decision.
The problem was that the crackers were absolutely, unbelievably tasteless and disgusting.
It was true, and (Name) had regrets buying them. She grimaced, making a gagging sound as she finished the other half of the already-bitten biscuit. Horrified, (Name) got up from her seat, looking around the kitchen for at least something to go with the crackers.
Oh how she was determined! (Name) was going to find something to make the crisp wafer taste at least the least of good; if not then, better! There was no way that s
Kiss with a fistKiss with a fist2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You hit me once I hit you back, you gave a kick, I gave a slap...
"If you would stop drinking for one second you'd see your brother is my friend not my lover you, you idiot!!!"You yelled at your drunken boyfriend.
Allistor growled "Please, don't give that! I saw you two! You sat there flirting with him for 3 hours!"
"So what I can't talk to a man without it being this huge thing!!!"You said punching his arm.
"Not when it involves whoring around with my little brother!!!"He yelled.
You smashed a plate over my head then I set fire to our bed...
"You drunk jerk! Who the hell do you think you calling me a whore?! You're the one who can't go an hour without flirting with 20 women!!!"you yelled getting in his face, his jade green eyes flickering with anger, your (e/c) ones reflecting it, your breaths mingling, your grabbed the collar of his shirt ,he grabbed a fist full of (h/c) hair and your lips met.
You hit me once I hit you back, you gave a kick, and I gave a slap...
"I'm not a flirt, ye